Shrike would give a happy whine as he pressed into his mother into a hug. It had been far too long since he’d interacted with her. “It’s so good to see you too, mother.” The young man would sit as well, beaming up at her. He could hardly believe that he was an adult now. But though he was an adult he would always be his mother’s child. She would ask him how he was doing, and the young man was happy to tell her.
“I’m doing wonderful!” The boy would exclaim. “I’m recovering just fine. I’m... Actually really glad that I went. It makes me feel so much better to know that Threar got some justice.” The boy wouldn’t hold back, he’d press into his mother again, hugging her once more. “I’m glad that you seem to be doing okay too!” The boy would draw back again, bubbling with energy.
“Hey mom? Can I come see my brothers and sisters soon?” He felt bad just going up to see them when they were so little. They didn’t know him yet... And he wasn’t sure how protective his parents might be. Of course there was nothing to worry about, but Shrike would be Shrike.
